this is a house
of art
an arts house
on the delta
sometimes
I catch a riff
of flute
while I am
at my easel
or a thrum of bass
will find me
through the wall
staring blankly
pen in hand
and I am struck
by this big space
for making stuff
for pulling structure
from thin air
where it was not
before
the pair of us
engaged
and occupied
employed
immersed
and fully versed
in art
for its own sake.
Opmerkingen